Private The Farm FOR JASMINE ᯓ [ TEMPERANCE ]

[Solace]

♰ It had taken some dodging and surely-questionable dismissals that he'd need to deal with at a later point to scoot his daughter away from the curious crowd of barn-residents. All of this was.. well-worth the safety the barn provided, and even if they had to deal with a fair share of nosy whiskers, she suddenly felt the weight of being indebted to the cats here. What he would do with this feeling was a subject to be addressed at a later point, he supposed.

The barn had become quiet save for the howl of the wind outside by the time she settled herself and Temperance into a comfortable corner, a fresh-caught mouse placed at the kitten's paws. For a long stretch of evening they let the quiet stretch comfortably, Solace concerning themself with grooming the dirt and grime out of their kit's downy fur. Something sat in his chest, something like deja vu, and it was as if they transported briefly to those moons previous for, with him fluffing Temperance to the standard of a proper princess.

The quiet must be broken eventually, though. They leaned back to look at their daughter once more, properly, "Temperance, blessing of my existence that you are, how are you here? Where is your mother?" He kept the tone of his voice soft, even as dread filled him and fear of the worst came to mind. Python would not have let her depart on her own...

♰ THERE IS NO BAD. THERE IS NO GOOD. I DRANK ALL THE BLOOD I COULD.

• ooc: @temperance
• ♰ solace- barn resident - 32 moons - she/they/he - parent of temperance and two other kittens. a handsome stranger with a ghost-filled past, a longhaired fawn point of average build that looks soft around the edges despite the hardship of leafbare. their dark blue eyes have an unnerving, too-watchful quality to them.
  
  - solace seems relatively polite, if cagey around questions of his life before his arrival. in any case, he's patient with the kittens and doesn't rile up any trouble around the barn, so the other residents don't mind her hanging around for the season.
  
  - speech in "A87C7C" , attack in underline, penned by eezy
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[temperance]

the barn offers the warmth and security she has been devoid of for quite some time. being back with solace offers a security all its own as well; a feeling of comfort and peace that the kingdom had greedily displaced in a heart much too fragile and young.

temperance stifles a purr as she is tended to by her parent, weary eyes half lidded to the rhythmic tug of barbed tongue against her downy pelt. dirt granules and bits of sticks and grasses fall away, revealing the coat that perfectly married solace and python's union. hues of cinnamon and cream come to life once more. no longer bogged down by the woes of travel and hasty means of hiding herself away night after night.

though her belly groans with hunger, temperance does not lean forward to feast quite yet. she fears to displace herself from solace's grasp, even for a second, may reveal a cruel illusion and she will disappear from sight; a figment of starvation and lack of sleep that came to keep the child company. yet their warmth remains against her flank and after some time the silence they've found comfort in is broken.

real. this is real. temperance tells herself as she looks to her parent, brow knit in concern before melting away to relief. this is real, and solace cannot disappear from her side. "papa," temperance croaks, grimacing and trying once more, "i left the kingdom. it was as you had warned… and then they sent away mother. exile. a-and i was afraid," she confesses as tears prick the corners of her eyes. "i came to find you. charity and justice would not come. they are still there. but i fled and i wandered and… and you found me."

blessings be.

"i wish to stay here. with you. please papa, please let me stay this time. please do not go far from me…"